Scholarships: Here Are The Poems That Inspired The Award-Winning Games Created By The High School Students We Mentor!

We have a variety of ways to give back at the New York Videogame Critics Circle. And, as a multicultural arts education-oriented nonprofit organization, we continually look to fostering creativity in others when we plan our work.

Our yearly scholarship contest, for instance, focuses upon game narrative. Before we announce the winners, this year’s work presented a particularly compelling challenge for the two Bronx high schools involved in projects that began last February and only recently were completed.

The work began with the conception of and the writing of a poem that was journalism-oriented and social justice-oriented. (You’ll see these poems below.) Based on the poem, a short pitch was written. After that, hard work on narrative proceeded for what would become meaningful levels in Media Molecule’s LittleBigPlanet3. At the same time, work on crafty level design, artwork, and music proceeded apace.

The team of four led by Kimari Rennis, called Plant Gang included Ayisha Entein, Darrell Blackwood and Justin Matos. The group showed a brilliance for combining smart game level design in LittleBigPlanet 3 with thoughtful free verse that touched upon a variety of social justice issues including bigotry. Kimari showed leadership throughout the process, leadership that inspired teammates to do their best.

Plant Gang team won first place.

Iverson Figueroa led team Money Fall. He and Christopher Ogigie came to our program for the first time from the Bronx High School of Business and are from, what Iverson describes as “a poor zone the Dominican Republic.” They learned quickly and created an inspiring social justice poem about poverty, greed and the fragility of friendships. Their LittleBigPlanet 3 game level design was, at times, deviously hard to play. Players who have read the poem will understand that poverty is terribly hard – and realize that friendship can be hard, too.

Money Fall won second place.

We love working with The DreamYard Prep School and The Bronx High School of Business via the DreamYard Project. Beyond scholarships, we have seen that our long term, paid internships have had a positive effect on the character, self-esteem, entrepreneurial knowledge and writing skills of current high school students and former students who are now in college but still work with us. The top people in games journalism and at game companies know their names and enjoy working with them. Once they’ve graduated, we’ll work to find them jobs in the industry or in journalism.

Here are their poems:

The Errors Of Humanity

By Justin Matos

Same
blood, same mind

Different
skin tones means different treatment

That can
go as far as death

How can
this be justified?

The same
effort, sweat and tears

Put into
the same exact job

Yet 78%
is earned out of the full 100

All
because of an extra x in chromosomes

Viewed as
weak, meant for the kitchen

When in
reality, meant for greatness

The
givers of life are seen as less than

What is
viewed as the righteous truth?

Maybe
because of superiority

Or even
because of fear

Either
way, we are the population

That fill
up this green ball floating in emptiness

Worshipping
the higher power

Crusades,
pilgrimages

With
swords bathed in crimson and hatred

Interpretations
are made in different ways

Buildings
erected in their honor

A place
of prayer, holiness and merry times and jingles

Only to
be interrupted by the loud bangs of guns

Or the
crackling of fire flowing in the breeze

With the
passage of time, these things have been running rampant

Only to
be persistently fed with undying fuel

It can
end, all of this. Or not, nobody knows

What we
do know are the scars left and can only speculate how it can finally cease

Time to
join hands, brothers and sisters of the world

And let
us close the book on this discrimination

For this
world cannot thrive

If we refuse to strive together.

******

Lisa

By Iverson Figueroa and Christopher Ogigie

Lisa is 15,

Sleeps under
a ceiling of cing,***

Lisa desires
what she can’t afford,

With it all
her problems shall

Be gone.

She looks at
it through a

Glass window,
so close but

So far her
empty pockets made

Her walk.

She met the
answer at school,

They accepted
her as one more

They all had
what she wanted

That’s why
she wouldn’t

Step back.

Back then she
joined them with a

Purpose in
mind but that

Purpose was
banished from her

Mind, now she
had a friendship

Something she
never before got.

The day of
her 16 they arrived

Her eyes of
exaltation reflected

Colors
similar as the sky, now

Her desire
was complete so

Now what?

Months pass
through,

The lies Lisa
talks to her

Friends, as
time outsmarts her

Lisa is once
again by herself.

From the
friends she has

Betrayed,
only their backs

Is what she
sees, feets won’t

Match as she
is not part of

Their clique.

Time alone is
her teacher

Her desires
were too

Early
fulfilled. A group of friends

Was all that
she needed.

***Iverson explains that a ‘cing’ in the Dominican Republic is a small living space made of corrugated steel or tin.

You can play the associated game levels by searching in the LittleBigPlanet 3 community under PlantGanG and Money Fall(final).